He stood infront of me,
Tall and mysterious.
I can't remember getting here,
But I do remember being in love,
I tapped him on the shoulder to ask who he was, but I couldn't
I was caged with fear.
I can't understand why, I mean,I don't know this person
But I remember his jet black hair and I remember thinking,
I hope to find this person in my dreams again tonight.
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Minds ;
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